[Fantasy novel, completed ✓] In a world filled with magic, dragons, witches, demons, deadly creatures and other magical beings, the life of the king's daughter Victorine changes with a single blow when her kingdom is attacked. She loses not only her parents, but also her sister, who might still be alive somewhere and hoping to be rescued. Victorine vows not to rest until her sister is safe. Until Cephas, ruler of Tenebris and murderer of her parents, has breathed his last breath. Her only way to penetrate the hostile yet most powerful kingdom of Tenebris is to collaborate with King Nicolas, in whose dark soul blazes his very own desire for revenge on Cephas. Driven by hope and feelings of revenge, the two begin an adventure in a world where any rash step could quickly mean the end of their lives. A journey across an entire country to thwart the plans of the renegade king that could bring the entire country to its doom. Imprecate is a story of revenge, loss, sacrifice and love. A journey through a magical, dangerous world. And a legend about a young woman who may have to choose between saving her beloved sister and saving an entire country. _________________________________ ! IMPRECATE CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT ! __________________________________ "Imprecate: to evoke evil on" ______ ✍| This story was written by me alone, it is subject to my copyright and may not be reused without my permission. I hereby distance myself from content that is not my property. Sources, as far as known, are indicated. WritingHoney

Maeve Raines has seen golden strings since her teenage years-thin, luminous threads tied to people's pinkies, binding them through choice, emotion, and consequence. Friendship. Betrayal. Belief. Obsession. Love. Everyone has them. Some have many. Having only one is rare. Having none is impossible. Except Maeve cannot see her own. Now in her late twenties, she lives a life that demands silence and observation. Her secret stays hidden, pressed between unanswered questions and the letters she writes to the Fates-quiet confessions meant for powers she isn't sure are listening. Over the years, she has learned every shade of gold that exists and memorized their meanings. There is nothing left about the strings that should surprise her. To the world, she is someone else entirely. She goes by Juno-a name chosen, not given. A name she wears like armor. Under that name, she drifts. Watches. Learns how lives knot and unravel. Until she meets Theo Mercer. Her neighbor is gentle, reserved, and marked by something she has never encountered before. He has no visible strings. Not one. The absence unsettles her more than any bond ever has-because she knows what every shade should mean, and yet he fits none of them. Theo knows nothing of fate or golden threads-only that being near Juno feels fragile, like something he shouldn't expect to keep. What unfolds between them is not loud or dramatic. It is slow. Measured. Built from shared glances, half-confessions, and the quiet comfort of being understood without explanation. And for the first time, Maeve feels something she cannot categorize-a pull, a burn around her own pinkie whenever she turns away from him. Still unable to see her string, she prays-desperately-that if it exists, it will not be the worst kind. The color of love that never gets to stay. To the Fates is a quiet, tragic exploration of destiny misunderstood, love interrupted, and the cost of seeing what others cannot.

She is the most powerful warrior in the land, revered as a god by many. But even gods can be brought to their knees. Nineteen-year-old Lura is now Grand General. The entire Calidonican army is at her command. The only person she has to answer to is the king who forged her into the sharpest blade. With inhuman powers, many believe she has nothing and no one to fear... But they know nothing of the truth of her childhood. It wasn't the glamorous life of a princess raised by a loving father, but the cold, unrelenting childhood of someone raised to be nothing more than a tool. She was a murderess by age ten. A soldier by age fourteen. At nineteen she is a woman who will no longer be used. When a foreign prince - her best friend - arrives in Calidonica unannounced, she realizes their lives are about to diverge forever. What they won't admit is their relationship is the only thing that makes them feel human. When they realize there's a way to defy fate AND free Lura, they team up for one final battle - the battle for the throne. Because if Lura is Queen, no one can ever use her again. Updates every Tuesday and Friday at 5pm EST.

Asterria has entered an era of renewal following the battle at Durga's How, but its sense of peace cannot be shared by those who heard the dire warning given by the gods. Although ten months have passed, Morana and Tarion still believe that Astaroth could return and are determined to be ready to face him this time. But their people have other priorities which threaten to upend their lives once more. Division is spreading between the people who are pushing for Tarion and Morana to be crowned Asterria's new King and Queen, and those who believe their purpose has been served. They are caught in the rippling tides of change, and with the future hidden from even those who once wrote it, there is no telling where that change will lead. As the tension grows, Morana is becoming more afraid that they won't be prepared to face the new threats emerging, and of what will happen if her worst fears are realized. Only one Heir of Hadeon will remain standing at the end of it all: an immortal God-spawn, or the mortal Phoenix. Can Morana fulfill her destiny and the sacrifices demanded by it to destroy Astaroth once and for all, or will the world be lost in flames? Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real and mature elements. There will be chapters dealing with abuse, gore, PTSD, sexual content, and other topics which some might find triggering. {The Phoenix Duology} "From the Ashes, I" "Born of Flames, II" {Additional Asterrian Saga Books} "Threads of Fate", prequel "Two Cursed Souls", sequel Completed August 21, 2024 *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio

Epic Fantasy | Romantasy | Character-Driven | Adventure | Slow-Burn | Dark Fantasy | Magic & Mystery It began with a lullaby sung to the moon. From that night on, Lily was never meant to be ordinary. There is something in her blood that answers to anger. Something that rises when she is cornered: red-eyed, relentless, and feared. She has spent her life holding it back, terrified that one day she will lose control and destroy the people she loves. When war erupts between the Kingdoms of Heliosa and Thessarion, Lily is dragged into enemy hands and comes face-to-face with the one man she never expected to see again-King Leorien. The boy she once pulled from the dark is now a ruler forged in fire... and the same flame that once shattered her life. But the deeper Lily is drawn into palace intrigue and buried secrets, the more the truth claws its way to the surface. Her power is not a curse born of rage. It is lineage. And it has been waiting. Caught between two forces: King Leorien, the fire that burns too close, his devotion as dangerous as his crown... and Juliene, the fruit vendor who became her quiet constant, the one who calms her storms and reminds her who she is. Lily must decide what she will become: A weapon the world fears. Or the savior it never saw coming. Featuring: ✔ hidden power, old secrets, and consequences that surface slowly ✔ late medieval worldbuilding aesthetics with magics, mythical creatures, and old traditions ✔ adventure and dangerous guild contracts ✔ guild life, camaraderie, and clashing personalities ✔ slow-burn romance and yearning tangled with past connections and unresolved feelings ✔ found family forged through loyalty, trust, and shared battles ✔ politics and power struggles between kingdoms, guilds, and crowns ✔ emotional, character-driven moments that linger long after the chapter ends © 2025-2026 HR Tamba

//He had my hands pinned tightly above my head as I squirmed beneath him. The blade twisting between his fingers. He held it up to my throat. I was afraid but refused to show it. "Hurt me." I said between gritted teeth. He just gave me a sorrowful glance before driving the dagger into my flesh.// This is no story of love and happiness. This is a story of death and destruction. One of a man and woman who met one night and not only changed the lives of themselves, but the lives of a whole world of people. One was fire and one was water. They were perfectly balanced. Until one night when the sun fell just below the tip of the tallest castle, the balance faltered, and all hell broke loose. Fire on fire. This is no memorable story that was told on for generations after. No. This is a story of the forgotten. ------------------------------------------- The prince and princess are forced to marry out of their fathers hatred for one another. Yet, there's a falter to the plan and murder gets involved. Will the two be able to put aside years of pent up hatred, or will love conquer all? #2 in tragiclovestory Socials: @0fficialcrystalwebb on tiktok

"Peace was never the promise-it was the pause." PART III | The war is over. The world has thrived in the quiet solitude of peace. What survived was scattered, scarred, and aching, yet from the wreckage rose something unexpected: a fragile kind of beauty. Cities rebuilt from ash. Lives stitched back together with silence and hope. It isn't the world they lost, but it's something-something someone had to sacrifice everything for, just to make it hold. And in that stillness, in the soft breath of what was given up, people have learned to live again. To love. To hope. But beneath that silence, something always stirs- a shadow of what was, a reckoning long delayed, a spark that never truly went out. As old ghosts rise and the cost of survival begins to surface, the final threads of destiny pull tight. This is no new beginning. It's the last stand of what remains. This is survival. This is defiance. This is aftermath.

Animosity between Humans and Faeriekind has long plagued the lands of Orphic, but began to fade in recent years. However, the newfound peace between species balances on a very thin thread which may soon break. With the emergence of a group known as Ironblades, Faeriekind is once again in danger. These Humans will stop at nothing to see all Faeries, and anyone born of Faerie blood, burnt to ash. Kalian Deirdre may be his people's last hope. It is up to him to infiltrate an Ironblade unit and uncover the true nature of their plot against Faeries before it's too late, but that will prove difficult. Moira Lev is an Ironblade Commander and well known for her hatred towards Faeries. Getting close to her won't be an easy task, and remaining undiscovered will be even harder. Regardless of the risks, Kalian is determined to succeed. He has to, or it will mean the extinction of his species as a whole. Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There are chapters dealing with sexual content, gore, PTSD, child loss (prior to current story), genocide, torture, and other topics which some might find triggering. Completed April 2, 2022 *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio

[18+] | smut warning "You're younger." "Doesn't change the fact that you are dripping wet for me." She said it was wrong. He proved it felt too good to care. He's her best friend's cousin. Sleeps across the hallway. Two years younger, and still knows how to make her bend. Moan. Beg. "Truth or dare?" he asks. "Dare." "Then don't make a sound while I fuck you." She said she wouldn't fall. But when his hand wraps around her throat and he growls, "I don't care who touched you before. You're mine now." She breaks.

Book Three: Crowns & Ruin The Ashes of Edrathis - Final Volume The world stands on the edge of its own fire. Solaria rises from ruin, Volaris prepares for war, and the kingdoms that once ruled in silence now tremble beneath the weight of a girl who will not yield. Rena Moonglade has claimed her name, her bloodline, and her rebellion-but the crown she fights for may demand more than she's willing to give. As alliances fracture and old gods stir, Rena must decide whether she'll lead as her mother once did-with mercy-or rule as the world has taught her-with fury. Beside her stands Malachi Ryerson-the shadow-born king whose loyalty has cost him everything. Bound by fire and blood, their connection burns deeper than either intended, even as war threatens to tear them apart. He sees the parts of her that still ache for peace. She sees the darkness in him that could end the world. Together, they might save it-or destroy it completely. But war changes people. And some parts of Rena may not survive what she's becoming. As crowns fall and truth bleeds through centuries of lies, one question remains: Will Rena forge a new world from the ashes... or become the flame that devours it? Power will rise. Love will burn. And the end will decide who remains when the smoke clears.